Chapter 757

The experts of ancient martial arts are very distressed.

"Destroy the pulpwash cave and get a seed of the eighth importance in the realm of God and man?"

How to calculate this account, whether it is Cui Guanyin or Hanshan God, can not be sure. They feel as if they are losing money, but judging from Shen Zhenyi's attitude, it seems that they have taken advantage of their ancient martial arts.

No, no, no, no!

Hanshan sighed and felt that he had been brainwashed by Mr. Shen.

"In a word, we should ask the third young master to stay a little while and wait for our old man to come..."

This is no longer something Hanshan can solve.

The old man never sees the end of his head all day, and he refuses to take any action. However, as the leader of the outer gate of ancient martial arts, he should show up.

"No harm."

Shen Zhenyi nodded quietly.

"It's good to see him. There's nothing wrong with him these days or so. We'll wait in the mountains just to let the disciples stabilize their realm. Otherwise, the tree of divine light will be useless."

If the disciples of other families can turn into trees and become the eighth seed of Shenren realm, master must hold it in the palm of his hand as a treasure. However, Mr. Shen seems not very satisfied. After criticizing the three men, he asked them to practice without even praising them - which made Cui Guanyin and Hanshan God holding Vatican girl in their hands.

"What is he like?"

Cui Guanyin asks Hanshan God privately. She arranged for the deacon to take Shen Zhenyi and three female disciples to take a rest in the mountain. She was still full of doubts.

Hanshan God wryly: "to tell the truth, I can't see."

Before, he thought that Shen Zhenyi was the seventh peak of Shenren state, and he might be better than him. However, it was also the leader in the martial arts of swordsmanship. However, in the line of xishundong, all three of his disciples were condensed into the seeds of the divine tree. Is it better to be a master?

It's impossible.

The problem is, they don't see it at all.

If Shen Zhenyi is the same as Shen Zhenyi, he can rest assured. After all, the seed of Shenshu represents the eighth level master of Shenren state in the future. Such figures are not absent in the ancient martial arts, let alone those old masters in the fangjianta.

But If you can't see it, it's frightening.

"To say that he looks like Zhu Jie and Yuan Weili is really too belittled."

Hanshan God sighed and couldn't help boasting: "fortunately, I made a decision and made a good relationship with him. Otherwise, it would be very troublesome."

Cui Guanyin gave him a white look and said, "now that the Xi Sui cave is destroyed, I don't know how angry the old man will be. It's a blessing or a curse. It's hard to say."

Hanshan God was dumb and excited to fight a cold war.

The old man's temper He was not sure.

Well, let these two people who are not sure can solve it by themselves. Hanshan God comforts himself.

In the valley, the sound of Hu Qin is melodious.

A white haired and slovenly Taoist walks in the road carelessly. A Hu Qin is suspended on his head and plays music automatically under the divine light.

Behind him, a handsome young man in red, carrying a huge coffin, followed with heavy steps.

"Master, why do we have to go back all of a sudden?"

The boy with the coffin on his back had a sinister look and asked.

He followed his master to travel around the world. When his practice increased greatly, he suddenly said that he would go back. He interrupted this part of the cultivation journey, which made him feel frustrated.

The old man grinned and wrinkled like chrysanthemum.

"Your chance is broken. Of course we have to look back."

"My chance?"

The boy's face changed slightly, and he frowned: "master, didn't you say that I could break through the eighth level of the divine and human realm as long as I went into the Baptist cave once, and become a unique person who can break through this realm outside the Obelisk? Who else can cut me off? "

The divine light on his head became a virtual tree, shaking more than once.

Holy light turns into a tree!

The eighth seed of Shenren realm!

He was the direct son of the old man who devoted himself to cultivating ancient martial arts and smashed down countless resources. It can also be said that he is the strongest of the younger generation in Xuantian city.

The old man once estimated that after this cultivation trip, it would be possible to break through the eighth level of the divine realm if it was condensed into the seeds of the divine tree and refined in the pith washing hole.

However

The old Taoist looked at the distance and had no expression on his face. After a long time, he coughed and said, "unfortunately, elder Han and elder Cui sent an urgent message just now, saying that the hole of washing marrow was destroyed and no longer exists."

What the hell!

The boy with the coffin jumped three feet high, gnashing his teeth and said, "old man, you said that I could be absorbed in the human world. I believed in your evil. I traveled around the world with you. How much pain did you have to bear the coffin? Now you tell me it's no good."

This coffin is extremely heavy. Even the master of Shenren state will be exhausted and numb. Not to mention the old man's training and cultivation are all sudden fantasies, and he is risking his life.

After so many years of youth, it's almost over.Now tell him that the goal is impossible to achieve?

Are you kidding?

The Taoist priest awkwardly scratched his head and said, "it's not impossible. As long as you enter the Obelisk in the future, and the true Qi of the moon eye in the Obelisk will leak out, you can also break through the eighth level of the divine and human realm. Now your foundation is thick enough..."

"What do I want you to do?"

The boy with the coffin was in a rage. He stamped his feet and cracked the ground. He suddenly became mad and turned around and ran away.

"If I want to enter the Obelisk and achieve the eighth level of the divine realm, how can I not do it? Why should I follow you to carry this broken coffin?"

In a flash, he had already run a hundred miles away. Strangely enough, even though he was disgusted, he did not throw down the coffin on his back. He only yelled and let out his dissatisfaction.

White haired Taoist stopped Hu Qin and looked at his back, but sighed.

"You may as well be quiet. This kind of change is unexpected."

It's not the first time that the apprentice suddenly goes mad. Under this kind of hard training, his psychosis is normal, and there won't be any major events. With his past experience, as long as a few days of hard work, he will naturally come back obediently.

Now what he has to worry about is pulp washing.

The old Taoist looked at the valley in the mist.

"Who on earth can destroy the pulp washing hole?"

He can't think of it.

We have to see it with our own eyes.

However, the boy with the coffin galloped for a long time and slowly slowed down. He was still angry and panting in his heart. He only felt that the coffin on his back was heavier and heavier, and his head was getting married more and more unhappy.

"Damn it!"

He gritted his teeth and was angry, but he didn't know how to vent his anger.

"Hold your step, little brother. Where are you going with the coffin on your back?"

Behind him came a faint voice.

The boy with the coffin was stunned. When he looked back, he saw a refined middle-aged man riding a crane, hovering in the air, looking at him with a smile.

"I'm Shen Baihe of abandoned sword mountain manor. I'm afraid there will be bloody disaster on my younger brother's face. I'm here to rescue him."

The middle-aged man spoke lightly.

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